9.23.2006

My Foot - Too Big To Swallow...

So...it's the weekend. I am literally sighing big exhales of relief. Why do some weeks take a month to get through?!

I took my handsome husband to retrieve his motorcycle from the shop yesterday, and while we were there he wanted to show me the saddle bags he had ordered - and spent a fortune on. Ohmygawd...I felt so bad. They are hard and shiny and give every appearance of belonging on a tourist cycle! Old man saddle bags, even. And of course, my mouth opened before my brain kicked in to censor, and I told him exactly what I thought.

I am no longer allowed as a passenger.

It is going to take alot of steak and potatoes and random tricks of the trade (yeah, that trade. Not that I ever was in that trade...I just read alot.) to get my behind back on the black beast.

9 comments:

OOPS.....That pretty much sums up the scenario! Or, and maybe "oh, crap" , that might sum it up as well! Well, if the deal isn't done, maybe the leather saddle bags without the studs and fringes might be a trade off. BMW wear is very practical, though....you can check in to the Ritz Carlton with it.....

Studs and fringes? Could he possibly be building up to buying you a bikini and a pair of chaps? ;)

My boyfriend is a biker too, AND he has a couple of old BMWs so I'm really interested in the can-get-you-into-the-Ritz-wear mentioned. Because I had the impression that biker fashion is in a time warp world of its own. Knobbly knees and slogan Tee-shirts. Beer bellies. This could just be the British way though...